the last thing i ate was a chicken club sandwich from the boathouse restuarant. the best part of the meal was the woman sitting at the table across from my girlfriend and i complaining that the lobster legs were too hard and the fork wouldnt fit in. the guy was all "uhhh, would you like something else?"
i'm about to go to chiante's (or something) for lunch/dinner because apparently you get a deal if you drop someone's name.... and i love insider shit like that.
i'm not going to get into a soccer argument... i know nothing about american league soccer, or its history, it just so happens that someone in whitecaps ownership is a client of mine and most meetings start off with small talk
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